Jiang Cheng is always confident when dealing with others, except when facing Li Chunxiang, there’s always a hint of guilt.
"Hehe, still Chunxiang—"
"Stop trying to get close! And don’t give me that act."
Li Chunxiang snorted haughtily, and Jiang Cheng immediately stood up, served tea and poured water, massaged her shoulders and back, making Li Chunxiang want to laugh but holding it in.
Jiang Cheng served willingly.
There’s no choice; whenever there is a big move, those below naturally work hard, but as the chief financial officer, Li Chunxiang works even harder.
All the accounts must pass through her eyes, with many projects under Jiang Cheng, the company has a lot, Li Chunxiang is truly hardworking.
"Alright, alright, that’s about enough, hurry and speak, I still need to quickly get your accounts settled."
"Oh!"
Jiang Cheng responded humbly, then said to Li Chunxiang: "Take as much as you can."
Li Chunxiang was speechless, she knew it would be like this.
She looked at Jiang Cheng and asked a question she had always wanted to ask but hadn’t asked.
"Jiang Cheng, why exactly do you make money?"
After all, Jiang Cheng earns a lot, but she spends very little on herself, most of it is either donated or given away.
Of course, Jiang Cheng is also very generous to the employees below, their company’s benefits are so good, so far only one person has resigned.
This person resigned because the whole family moved, there really was no way to stay.
When handling the resignation, the person cried with tears and snot all over.
Jiang Cheng smiled lightly, sitting across from Li Chunxiang, said: "Earning money is, of course, so that when I need money, I can take it out."
"I want to spend it on whoever I want!"
After hearing this, Li Chunxiang continued: "Don’t you want to spend on yourself?"
"How have I not spent! Eat, drink, live, use, travel, I use all very well, if I want to go out and play, I just go, do whatever I want, economic freedom, spiritual freedom, what more do I need?"
"A gentle man cannot be unaspiring, for it is a heavy responsibility and a long journey."
"I have ability, ambition, why not shoulder some responsibility?"
Li Chunxiang smiled broadly, looking at Jiang Cheng before her, who actually has never changed.
Whether it’s ideals or ambitions, Jiang Cheng’s heart is always great, firm, never lost.
"I’ll go prepare the money."
Li Chunxiang stood up and went out.
Jiang Cheng leaned back in the chair, rotating it, looking out the window.
Her gaze was far, seemingly seeing the prosperity and strength of the motherland decades later.
She knows, with or without her, the motherland will be powerful.
But since she’s here, she wants to take on some responsibility, contribute her strength.
Maybe she can let the motherland take a few less detours, she would be extremely proud.
Jiang Cheng collected her thoughts, took out a small notebook, and looked at the pages filled with contacts, tapping her fingers.
"Where to start?"
"It still has to be Mr. Hu..."
Jiang Cheng quickly made a decision, she would go to Sea City.
Once she decided, Jiang Cheng went straight home to pack her bags.
When it comes to gathering resources, it feels more sincere to go in person.
Zhaung Zhuang, knowing Jiang Cheng was going out, stuck to her unwillingly and asked: "Mom, can I sleep with you tonight?"
Faced with such a request from Zhaung Zhuang, how could Jiang Cheng bear to say no?
"Sure, daddy and mommy will sleep with you, okay?"
Zhaung Zhuang glanced at Shen Que, reluctantly said: "Alright, or else daddy will be pitiful."
"Ay—seriously, daddy’s so old and still needs mommy to sleep with him, so embarrassing."
Shen Que: That’s because he’s the real son!
At night, the family of three lay on the big bed, Zhaung Zhuang was so excited he couldn’t sleep.
Jiang Cheng and Shen Que played with him for a while, which only made him more energetic.



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